I wrote this book because I was tired of the daily commute between my sacred and secular lives. Everyday I was forced to sell a bit more of my soul at the tollbooth of hypocrisy. I discovered that my pockets were quickly running out of change and all I had left was the lint of despair. My secular life was crumbling and I didn’t have the spiritual currency to cross the bridge and seek refuge in the sacred city. It was at this point that I had to overturn the tables of the tollbooth moneychangers and allow free access to both sides of my life. What I discovered was that when the tollbooth was torn down, the sacred came flooding into my secular world. I thought I could control this torrent of Holy Water with an elaborate system of locks and canals but quickly discovered that I didn’t control anything. As it turned out it was God’s world and not mine in which I lived. Once that realization sank in, I felt freer because I no longer had to micromanage an elaborate salvation water works system but could now joyfully bathe in the living water of God’s grace.

I hope you enjoy our journey as we continue to find more glimmering pieces of God’s original screenplay on the cultural cutting room floor.